Nine Haiku & One Haibun - Poems
a redwing
returning again
snowberry dreams
assorted mittens
frozen to the line
snow inbound
yearly promises
January hail
pummelling the list
snowballing
another dream
an armlength away
sparkly journal
pretending I know
where to begin
out of the fog
first a door
then a forest
who knew
so many browns
autumn sky
so many puddles
even the dog
turns for home
rain semaphore
a porch light
the pumice of darkness
Soliloquy
There is just me whispering through the hours. A dream half-resolved, the incompletion of time. I am neither fully awake or in slumber. Just diving in the liquidity of rainfall. I imagine a sky of shifting clouds, a sunken moon with no beam. There is no anchor between the shadows as I curl deeper in to the duvet.
all of the unknown
reshuffling the world
ravens in flight
Joanna Ashwell a short form poetry writer from the UK. Published widely in many print and online journals. She has been shortlisted for the Touchstone Award, has won awards and serves on the selection team for the Canadian tanka journal GUSTS. Some of her poetry collections are available on Amazon. River Lanterns, won the honorary Cherita award. Moonset Song, Love’s Scriptures and Every Star are also available on Amazon.
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